[to a patient] What I think about it? Is you're an idiot. You're alive, you have a life for as long as it lasts and a woman who loves you. And anyone who is breathing and conscious, who can see and touch the woman sitting next to him and turns his back on that, on her, is an idiot.

Listen to yourself. You're just pissed off because you want to show off and they're not playing along. But guess what, Joel? This isn't about you. He just wants her to live. He doesn't care what shape she's in and any risk is too much. He just wants her to live.

To be seen. It's all we want. From the moment we take our first steps. 'Look at me, Mom. Look at me, Dad.' Tell me I'm going to be okay. Tell me that someone cares about me. Tell me that we're in this together. And that you're going to get me through.

Alex: I'm a doctor. I'm objective and I form conclusions based on what is in front of me, what I can see and touch. Not on what I wish for and what I'm hoping is true.Joel: You believe in him. You believe he's going to get better. You're not his doctor. You're his lifeline. And right now you're all he's got.

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Joel: It's gonna be weird, isn't it? I mean you and me. You didn't invite me to the wedding so presumably you're still in love with me.Alex: Right. I totally forgot. I like to remember the poems you wrote me, the breakfast in bed, the nurses you were banging.Joel: Okay, we can stop right there.